the life and musings of a kinky slut
I cried, and then I came last night. The pieces of how I view myself keep changing, chipping away. I don’t know if that is good or bad; it just is. Is it vanity? Is it identity? Or is it just life, never stopping for me to catch my breath? I no longer have nipple […]
Dripping.I was dripping wet.The dildo kept slipping out, but the slickness made the repeated thrusts faster, harder, smoother.I moaned into my pillow, and continued to pound the toy into my wanting needy pussy.My moans turned into a growl.I rolled over, got up on my knees, piled up the pillows.I reached from my vibrator, nestled it […]